"The seventh young master of the Han family?"
Qianxing was stunned for a moment, then put away the smartphone that was still playing the video. He seemed a little hesitant. He glanced at Mo Qing and saw that he had no special reaction, so he turned around and said, "Is it awesome?"
"Of course (the main character here is this young master who is awesome)! But I don't dare to say that he is particularly powerful (here highlights a modesty). How should I put it (thinking), as long as it is in Maple Leaf City, there is basically nothing that I can't do with the seventh young master. Things (show strength)!”
After Han Qiliang said these words, he was extremely satisfied with his performance.
A perfect score of ten must be a perfect score!
Anything less is disrespectful to this young master!
No girl can escape from this young master...
"Then do you know what happened there? Why can't I find it on the Internet?"
Qian Xing pointed in the direction of the prison, looking a little cute as it loomed in the air, threatening to fall and thunder at any time.
"Well……"
Han Qiliang was startled. There were a lot of words he wanted to say. He usually knew them by heart, but now he couldn't say a word.
No, girl, although you are average-looking and have a decent body and temperament, but the question you asked is something that even ordinary people can’t figure out!
After you know that I am the seventh young master of the Han family, shouldn't you ask me what my hobbies are, what kind of car I drive, what shopping malls I visit, which restaurants I eat, and which villa I live in?
You ask the thunder in the sky...
Unless he is a god, who knows what is going on!
"Ahem, this purple thundercloud is indeed rare, but as far as I know, it should be the tribulation cloud produced by some monks when they are going through tribulation!"
"Why?"
"Look, it's purple, just like the legendary Zixiao Divine Thunder. Could it be some fellow Taoist who is going through the Zixiao Tribulation? Well, it's very possible! Since the spiritual energy was revived, I have seen this happen It has happened many times. Those practitioners who did not have much spiritual energy before have been working hard to settle it. Now the wind of the times is blowing, and they all come out at once. They must have been holding it in for too long before, and they have all been suppressed. Got it!"
"..."
Mo Qing felt that it was very hard to hold it in.
Although he knew that someone else was careless and was thinking about his senior sister, he also knew that Qianxing had been watching too many routine videos recently and was pretending to be stupid.
But I couldn't help it.
"I don't believe it about monks overcoming tribulation. Have you investigated it? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"
Mo Qing's behavior at this time was like an angry loser who asked a girl out to meet, but had no interesting topics to talk about, could not arouse the girl's resonance, and was robbed of the limelight by others.
"Tch, I still need to investigate. I have seen it with my own eyes. Who is Han Qiliang? He is the seventh young master of the Han family in Maple Leaf City. I don't know anything. Even the slightest disturbance in Maple Leaf City cannot escape me. Eyes and ears!”
Han Qiliang said boldly.
In my heart, I admire and disdain Mo Qing, a loser who takes the initiative to cooperate.
Are you worthy of asking a girl out for dinner?
Still this kind of unpopular street food!
You know, this young master has always been in a big hotel. One meal is enough for poor people like you to make a year's income!
"Then can you invite the monk who overcame the tribulation? I want to see with my own eyes, after overcoming the thunder tribulation, can he still be considered a human being?" Qianxing continued to ask.
"Well……"
Han Qiliang was startled again.
I'll hire a fucking monk!
A bunch of liars!
Since the revival of spiritual energy, how many liars who claim to be experts have come in and out of the Han family?
In the end, they were either beaten out or carried out.
Is it so easy to meet a true master?
Anyway, Han Qiliang has never seen it before.
So much so that he had the idea that true practitioners did not exist.
For example, there is so little spiritual energy on the earth that it is impossible to cultivate a large number of practitioners.
As time goes by, the practice becomes desolate and the cultivation level deteriorates. Even those who were once very powerful practitioners will become mortals little by little.
No matter how awesome the inheritance is, it will slowly be cut off.
Cultivation into immortality has become a myth.
monk...
It became a joke.
Even if the spiritual energy is revived, it is impossible for the situation in the practice world to return to the past within a short period of time!
There are no real cultivators in the world, they are just some liars making random claims!
"Of course monks have their own rules and will not easily meet with mortals like us. However, since this beautiful girl wants to meet her, I will do my best to invite her even if I am overestimating my ability."
Han Qiliang said.
Then, he waved his hand and sent someone to the direction where the lightning flashed.
"I tried my best and only sent one person? Who is here to fool me!" Mo Qingzhao said in dissatisfaction.
"Hmph, what do you know? The ones I sent are experts, the kind who can talk to the monks. Besides, do you think the monks can contact anyone? Even if you send 10,000 people, you may not be able to invite them. Got it! If the other party is in a good mood and is willing to show favor, just send one person there, or maybe invite him here! Hey, learn from it, silly boy!"
Han Qiliang said with a smile, turned his eyes, and sat down next to Qianxing.
However, as soon as his butt touched the chair, he suddenly jumped up with an ouch, as if he was sitting on a nail.
"Ah! What kind of broken chair is this? Why is it so painful?" Han Qiliang jumped up and turned to stare at the chair.
But there was nothing on the chair.
"Haha, does someone have a bump on their butt? And they even come to blame the chair!"
Mo Qing smiled maliciously next to him.
"……snort!"
Han Qiliang thought for a while and wondered if he really had a baby bump. Anyway, he couldn't sit on this chair, otherwise he would make a fool of himself again.
"Honey, I'm done eating, let's go." Qianxing finished the rice in the bowl, took Mo Qing's hand, and left the small restaurant together.
"Tsk tsk!"
Han Qiliang shook his head for a while.
Mistake!
These two people are getting along well, it's not like they met for the first time or only met a few times.
Tsk tsk.
Mo Qing sighed in his heart.
Whether Senior Sister is good or not, I can’t say anything about it.
Anyone who dares to say something bad about her is because Mo Qing has no conscience.
But.
Where is Ming Siyu?
Did my feelings for her end before they even started?
If Qianxing shouted like this in front of Xiao Jin and the others, he would be completely out of luck with Senior Ming Siyu...
"Huh?"
Just when the two of them walked a certain distance and were about to take a ride out of the city, they passed by a fortune teller.
The other party looked at Mo Qing and Qianxing carefully, and seemed to notice something unusual, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
However, what surprised him was that Mo Qing and Qianxing just walked without even looking at him.
Baihehe.
Didn't attract the other person's attention.
"Tsk, tsk, what a pity, what a pity!"
The fortune teller shook his head and sighed, only blaming himself for missing it.
"Why is the fortune teller shaking his head?"
When the fortune teller came near Han Qiliang, Han Qiliang took the initiative to ask.
"Seventh Young Master, I am sighing. Such a beautiful woman, but no one can see her true colors, so she took advantage of that boy for nothing!" said the fortune teller.
"Beautiful lady? How did you spot it, fortune teller?" Han Qiliang laughed, and said disapprovingly: "I saw that girl just now. She looks very average, and her figure is okay. She is barely passable. Originally, I I was bored and wanted to chat, but she was so boring and had nothing in common with me. Now, it’s even more boring!”
"Hey, no, no! The seventh young master is wrong!"
The fortune teller shook his head. He had a long beard like Guan Gong and looked like an old scholar. He was leaning on his long pole, just like the fortune teller in the TV series.
"Young master, where did I go wrong? Although I am not very old, I can say that I have countless beauties. The one just now is really average. Old fortune teller, you said she is good-looking. Could it be that she has stayed in the mountains for too long? Her aesthetics is different from ours. Are these mortals different?" Han Qiliang said jokingly, showing no respect at all for this old fortune teller who had been fooling around in his home for a long time.
"No, no!"
The old fortune-teller shook his head again, smiling as he shook his head, "Young Master Seventh doesn't know something. I have a magical power that can see people's true colors. The girl just now is absolutely beautiful and beautiful, but it's just because Disguised and covered up!"
"I'll wipe it!"
Han Qiliang jumped up when he heard this, rushed out of the small restaurant, and shouted: "I knew it! My intuition is not wrong! How could an ordinary-looking woman attract my attention? Only a great beauty can... By the way, since the fortune teller saw that she is a beauty, why didn't he just stop her directly instead of just letting her go like this? "
"Well……"
The old fortune teller was startled and thought to himself, didn't I see them with you?
Otherwise, I would have gone there myself and wouldn’t have told you!
"Ahem, although the Master's magic power is not very high, he is still a practitioner. How could he...be able to..."
"That's right, those who practice will not enter the mortal world, haha! Thank you so much, Master Xiang!" Han Qiliang laughed twice, called for his subordinates and chased after him.
Soon, they met Mo Qing and Qianxing at a station.
"superior!"
Still a little far away, Han Qiliang waved his hand, and a group of people around him cheered and surrounded him.
Then, I saw the man who looked equally ordinary knocked down all his men who were usually good at punching him with one punch.
After the fight, he glanced in his direction.
"Well……"
Han Qiliang subconsciously hid, avoiding the other party's sight, and stood by the wall, as if he had done something wrong, feeling extremely angry.
"Damn it! Normally, everyone pretends to be a master with me. They can only abuse vegetables and fry fish. When they meet the more powerful ones, they will be destroyed! Wait, yes, I still have a master..."
Han Qiliang didn't realize until this moment that one of his men was sent to find out what was going on with Purple Thunder.
It's been a while, why is there no news?
Could it be that you really went to invite the cultivator who had transcended the tribulation?
But I made this up myself!
How can anyone survive the tribulation?
"Where did this bastard go? Get out of my way at the critical moment!" Han Qiliang took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
